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Justin Boot's InsaneJournal:
| Wednesday, May 16th, 2012 | |
| 11:58 pm | What a week. Finishing school, starting the new job, and then, the best part of all, Skylar. He's such a cool little dude. Super smart already. I can just tell. Knowing he and Ellie are at home getting to know each other makes working these long hours even harder, but it'll all be worth it in the end. And I love the name Skylar, but I still think we should have named him Batman. Ellie, when he gets old enough, we should let him decide whether he wants to go by Skylar or Batman. It's only fair. Also, I was kidding. I'll be home soon. ( Private: Luther ) |
| Sunday, May 13th, 2012 | |
| 11:41 pm | [Hexed so that everyone BUT Ellie can see] What exactly was the point of the last four years of school? CLEARLY I AM UNPREPARED FOR THE REAL WORLD BECAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO DO. I'm trying to stand here and act calm and not fidget, but damn it, I want to pace and go find some donuts or something because apparently I have suddenly become a stress-eater. Does anyone know what I'm supposed to do? I thought I had like TWO MORE WEEKS to prepare for this. I hadn't even STARTED mentally preparing! And I know she probably hasn't either so I'm being selfish and a jerk but I am freaking out here and I can't do that because I have to be the NOT freaking out person since she's the one who has a RIGHT to freak out. HELP! |
| Friday, May 11th, 2012 | |
| 11:03 am | WHAT? Okay, I was 100 percent certain that when I actually BECAME an auror, they'd give me a cape. Apparently, they weren't just lying. There really are no capes. I feel so betrayed. Childhood dreams of being a cape-wearing superhero shattered. You win for now, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, but I checked the dress code, and there are no laws prohibiting aurors from bringing their own capes from home. And in case anyone couldn't figure this one out -- I passed panels! I am an AUROR now. Badass, right? Now, I'm not top of the class like some Isabellas I know, but not all of us can be such skilled overachievers. Is it time to celebrate yet? |
| Thursday, March 29th, 2012 | |
| 8:55 pm | All of that training, all of the disaster scenarios--nothing could have prepared me for this. I got overconfident. Cocky, even. I thought I was invincible. I'm practically an auror,after all. What do I have to fear from a few specimens of the shambling undead? It was an ambush. They were everywhere. I let my guard down for an instant as I devoured a sandwich in the dining hall. My last non-brain meal was a damned ham and cheese sandwich on stale bread. To Ellie: I love you. Please forgive me for being so distracted by a mediocre sandwich that I allowed myself to be bitten. To my brothers: Tell mom and dad I'm sorry. Don't fight with each other when you divide up all of the awesome stuff I stashed in the--- Oh god. It's starting. Please, someone, put me out of my misery before I can--- BRAAAAINSSSSS! |
| Tuesday, March 20th, 2012 | |
| 11:13 pm | So, when I got sent home from work and was too wound up to sleep, I decided, hey, why not go to a dueling club meeting? Great way to relieve stress, right? Wrong. Thankfully I avoided any injury, but bloodshed and panic was not what I was looking for in a stress relieving activity. I'm just glad everyone's going to be okay. On the bright side (I had to look REALLY hard to find one), I think I should be able to use this incident as a way to demonstrate that I do not need to take that pesky emergency response exam at the end of the semester. |
| 9:49 am | Nothing like another disappearance to sober a guy up after overdoing it on St. Paddy's day. I've got an exam Thursday that I should be studying for, but there's no way I'm leaving the office to sit in the library staring at books. The exam is in Stealth and Tracking. I think all of the current interns are getting a firsthand taste of just how infuriatingly difficult the tracking thing can be. The department head says we all have to go home sometime today, though. Something about how we'll be useless if we die from sleep deprivation. ( Private: Ellie ) |
| Wednesday, February 22nd, 2012 | |
| 9:33 pm | [written shortly after midnight) Instead of enjoying a team dinner, I spent tonight at a crime scene. Can't say I saw that one coming. At least it looks like the investigators were able to collect some evidence. I know this is going to sound politically incorrect, and I also know that most of you are already taking precautions as it is, but ladies--please, don't go out alone for any reason, not even just to the store or down the street. Obviously women are being targeted for whatever reason, and it's a lot harder to make someone disappear without a trace when there's a witness. Everyone on this campus needs to be looking out for one another. For those of you who don't feel comfortable with the buddy system Eloise so wisely suggested, or for those times when your buddy is unavailable, feel free to owl or message me any time of the day or night if you want someone to walk you home, to the library, to a friend's house--anything. Don't worry that you might wake me up or interrupt something important--keeping this campus community safe is more important. And this isn't some creepy, sad attempt at a pick-up line, so don't worry that I'll try to make a move or chat you up while we're walking. I just want to help and try to keep this from happening again to someone else. And everyone, please keep your eyes and ears open for any sign of Kenzie, and don't hesitate to report anything you might see or hear that strikes you as even remotely suspicious. [Ellie] With everything that's going on, I can't help but worry. I just wanted to write and make sure you're safe. I know it's late, so you're probably sleeping, but... just let me know when you get this so I can stop worrying. |
| 9:15 pm | [backdated to Saturday, 18 February] [Taylor] I need to talk to you about something. |
| Wednesday, February 15th, 2012 | |
| 11:13 am | Guess what today is, ladies and gentlemen? Come on, GUESS! If your answer is "Not Valentine's Day," then you are correct, sir! And let me tell you, I am excited about this particular holiday. Living in an underclassmen dorm (no offense, underclassmen) on February 14 apparently means you need to be prepared to literally wade through a sea of flowers in the morning, then listen to couples either fighting or... well, not fighting... all night long through the very, very thin walls. Meanwhile, my roommate was off trying to pledge sororities and ... well, according to his proposed business model, smacking asses. That means he's probably in jail. I should check on that. OR--us gents (and any ladies who happen to be so inclined) can celebrate a new holiday at the Horsemen tonight--the first annual "Not Valentine's Day." Instead of flowers and chocolates, we drink beer and play pool. |
| Tuesday, February 14th, 2012 | |
| 11:25 pm | ( Application ) |